Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I were one of them. Then I look at each and every one of them and I realize how fake all their ties are and how not interested I am in what they share. I see that I finally have what I really want, outside of all of them, and I'm better off than they are. But it's still interesting to think about what my life would be like if one or two things were different. Would I still be me? The me I know myself to be?
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I love our group of friends, though. I'm finally comfortable with my friends. I fit somewhere. It's like being part of a puzzle, and you're a piece that just slides right into place. That's where you belong. I love that. I love that I hang out with such wonderful, respectable people, and I love that they love me.
I think we have what they don't have and wish they did.